Bluh. Not feeling this story at all. I feel like it could possibly be good, if I changed it. Like, you know, a lot. Well, I guess I should let the reader judge for themselves, but I would just like to tell you, Internets, that if you don't like it, trust, we are in the same boat.

It also probably doesn't help that I was up until 5 working on it ( Read more... )

Yesterday started out horrible, became amazing in about 15 minutes, and stayed consistently good since. I'll take it.

The horribleness was because, well, I live in the Great Lakes region and if you've been staying updated on the weather situation over here, yea. I think you'll get it.  Not to mention the fact that I'm having the Week of Angry ( Read more... )

So, this is a very, very short story written for the Brigits-Flame community (a weekly/monthly writing contest).  The prompt for this story was “Lie to Me” so…here we are.  I've been trying to figure out my writing process so it's been an interesting experience, but the way I've written this one seemed to work out really well (well, I hope).  My ( Read more... )

So... after my Dreaded 12-Hour-of-Campus-Day I flopped on my couch at 9PM and...of course...passed out for the whole night. Gah, I hate when I do that: I know I'm going to fall asleep, but what do I do anyway? Flop over and die for the entire night. At 9. And it's such an epic waste of time, too.  But when I'm laying there it just feels...sooo good ( Read more... )